TL: Hanguk
Golden Tower Administrator’s Area.
“Krr. This is good.”
After taking a bite of a rolled omelet and washing it down with a glass of Samyangju, Artemis Yul let out a sound of satisfaction.
The Samyangju cleanly cut through the oiliness while harmonizing with the food without ruining the egg’s flavor, delighting his tongue.
‘Next, I should try it with the stir-fried squid.’
Immersed in the pleasures of gastronomy, Artemis tried pairing the stir-fried squid with Samyangju.
And then,
“Krr! This is even better.”
When the spicy flavor of the stir-fried squid spread in his mouth, the sweetness of the Samyangju balanced out the spiciness, creating an excellent taste.
‘This Sejun guy, not only did he take care of the Apostle of Destruction, but he also knows how to make such good liquor and snacks. Quite impressive.’
Artemis, who was getting excited over the delicious liquor and snacks, felt his affection for Sejun steadily rising.
And,
Later, I’ll have to set up a meeting to give him a gift and ask him to make some snacks for me too.
Just as Artemis was deciding to reward Sejun for dealing with Delia, the Apostle of Destruction, and to request some snacks,
-O Great Golden Dragon! Please save us!
The Golden Tower’s Tower Farmer Cecilia called out to him.
What’s going on?
Artemis quickly focused his consciousness on the Golden Dragon statue, and
Oh?! It’s Sejun!
This is my chance!
Having spotted Sejun, Artemis decided to act on his earlier decision right away.
***
Golden Tower, 99th Floor.
“Park Sejun, thank you for defeating the Apostle of Destruction. This is my reward to you.”
As the Golden Dragon statue opened its mouth and presented him with golden scales and dragon teeth as gifts,
“Hehehe. Thank you.”
Sejun received the scales and teeth without any surprise, as if this kind of thing was something he was used to.
And,
‘What’s going on?’
Cecilia realized that the situation was very serious.
The grumpy and violent Artemis was generously giving away his scales and teeth, treating Sejun almost like a beloved grandson.
‘Could it be that we’ve offended Artemis~nim’s grandson?’
We’re doomed!
As Cecilia was falling into despair,
“Ah, Are Kaiser~nim and the others there with you?”
-Indeed. We were just drinking the Samyangju you made, Park Sejun.
“Then aren’t you short on snacks? Should I make a few more snacks for you?”
-Really?! Ahem. That would be appreciated.
Sejun chatted amiably with Artemis.
“Then, I’ll move to a place without lightning first and then prepare the snacks for you.”
-Hmm. In that case… Cecilia, guide Park Sejun to the village. Provide him with everything he needs.
“What?! Yes! I’ll do that!”
What a relief. He was the one who grew those magical cherry tomatoes.
Thinking about it, Artemis’s grandson’s name was Hocus Yul.
Through their conversation, Cecilia realized that Sejun was not a Great Dragon but a Tower Farmer from the Black Tower who had grown the Magical Cherry Tomatoes she obtained from the harvest festival, and she answered in relief.
She thought there would be some mutual understanding between fellow Tower Farmers, but,
“Hehehe. You reported me, but what can you do? Artemis~nim is closer to me anyway.”
“······”
She was wrong. Their personalities were completely different.
“Puhuhut. Our Great Chairman Park is very close to the dragons, meow!”
“Hehe. My dragon connections are quite impressive.”
“Puhuhut. As expected, Chairman Park is great, meow!”
Behind Cecilia, who was guiding them to the village, Sejun and Theo were laughing like villains, teasing her.
And,
Kueng?!
[Did the elves reported on Dad?! I’m gonna punish them!]
Having been unaware, Cuengi suddenly realized that Sejun had been caught in a trap and roared in anger, calling for the Thunderbolt staff floating in the sky.
“Cuengi, calm down. Dad already took care of everything.”
“Puhuhut. That’s right, meow! The Great Chairman Park handled everything, meow!”
Kueng? Kueng…
[Really? That’s too bad…]
Cuengi, hearing the words of Sejun and Theo, sent the Thunderbolt staff back into the sky with a disappointed expression.
A moment later.
“This is our home, Neril Village.”
Cecilia guided Sejun into a huge cave.
The ceiling of the cave was covered so densely with Glowing Mushrooms that the walls were almost invisible, and on the ground, there were Cherry Tomatoes, rice, and wheat planted.
“First, guide me to a spacious area.”
“Yes.”
With that, Sejun was guided to an empty plot of land.
“Land Moving!”
Using Myler’s Hoe, he created a cooking area.
Clang.
He then opened the Void Storage to take out the ingredients needed to make dishes.
***
Kiing! Kiing! Kiing?
[Listen up, everyone! The butler thinks you all are Apostles of Destruction exorcised by me, the Great Blackie, so you can’t do any bad things from now on! Got it?]
“Yes!”
Kkiruk!
Shalarrang!
Inside the Void Storage, Blackie gave a stern warning to Eomdol, Ggomi, and Kkabi.
Kiing! Kiing!
[Good! Now, each of you, tell me how you’re going to help the butler from now on!]
He made his subordinates think about ways to assist Sejun.
This was because Blackie wanted to be of great help to Sejun so that even when Sejun later found out he was Fenrir, the wolf who hunts gods and the 1st Seat of the Apostles of Destruction, he wouldn’t be kicked out.
“I plan to make a Dolsot for Sejun-nim!” (TL: If you don’t remember dolsots are basically stone pots)
Kihihit. Kiing! Kiing!
[Hehe. Eomdol, that’s a good idea! The butler will like it!]
Kkiruk!
[I’m going to make protective clothes for Sejun-nim using my spider silk!]
Kihihit. Kiing! Kiing!
[Hehe. Ggomi, excellent! The weak butler needs sturdy clothes!]
Shalarrang!
[I will help Sejun-nim by deliciously fermenting the food he makes!]
Kihihit. Kiing! Kiing! Kiing!
[Hehe. Kkabi, good thinking! You’re all outstanding! Keep thinking of ways to help the butler!]
After his subordinates had finished reporting,
I’m hungry after talking so much.
Blackie started to snack on the dried sweet potato slices stored in the warehouse without getting Sejun’s permission.
Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.
“Um… Great Blackie-nim, didn’t you say we shouldn’t do bad things?”
Eomdol, who was watching this, cautiously reminded Blackie.
But,
Kihihit. Kiing! Kiing!
[Hehe. It’s okay for the Great Blackie to do bad things! Because the Great Blackie wasn’t exorcised!]
Blackie answered proudly, and
“Oh! As expected of the Great Blackie-nim!”
Kkiruk!
Shalarrang!
Blackie’s subordinates nodded in agreement with his logic.
But then,
Clang.
“Blackie, who said you could eat the dried sweet potato slices without permission?!”
But Sejun was not convinced.
Kiing!
[Run!]
Thump thump thump.
Blackie quickly grabbed the dried sweet potato slices in his mouth and bolted, but,
“Cuengi, catch Blackie.”
Kueng!
[Got it!]
Cuengi easily captured Blackie with telekinesis.
“Blackie, you need to set a good example for the ones you exorcised. What do you think will happen if you start causing trouble?! Is that okay or not?”
Kiing…
[It’s not okay…]
Blackie had to endure the humiliation of being scolded by Sejun in front of his subordinates.
After scolding Blackie,
“First, let’s get out the Egg Fruit and the squid…”
Sejun began cooking, taking out ingredients for the rolled omelet and stir-fried squid that Artemis had requested, as well as other ingredients for additional snacks.
One hour later.
“Here are the snacks.”
When Sejun sent the snacks to Artemis,
“Wow! What’s that smell?”
“It smells delicious!”
“What is that?”
The aroma of the food spread throughout the cave, attracting young elves who gathered one by one around Sejun’s cooking area.
Sluurp.
Gulp.
They wiped the drool from their mouths.
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When Sejun offered the extra rolled omelets he had made for lunch to the young elves who were peeking into the cooking area,
“Can we really eat this?”
The young elves hesitated to enter the cooking area, glancing around cautiously.
“Yeah. It tastes even better if you dip it in this.”
When Sejun offered them some ketchup he had made himself,
Gulp.
The young elves swallowed their saliva and carefully entered the cooking area in a line.
And then,
Plop.
They each picked up a piece of the rolled omelet that had been cut into ten pieces.
“Um… what about me?”
“Should we share half?”
Although there were more than ten children, meaning there wasn’t enough rolled omelet to go around,
“Here, there’s more.”
For a household with many mouths to feed, Sejun usually made at least fifty rolled omelets.
It was more than enough for the children to each have a piece.
As each of the children took a piece of the rolled omelet, they dipped it in the ketchup and put it in their mouths.
The tangy taste of the ketchup paired with the soft, delicate texture of the rolled omelet.
“Wow! It’s so delicious!”
“Hehehe. Then try this too.”
While the children were eating, Sejun prepared a few more dishes and joined them for the meal.
And then,
“Oh?! You can’t eat seafood or meat?”
“Yes. We get sick if we eat that.”
Sejun learned that the elves were vegetarians.
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Interestingly, they had no trouble eating Egg Fruit and sausages harvested from trees.
As they were enjoying their lunch,
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Rumble.
A hole appeared in the air, and the Golden Cart rolled out in front of Theo, having completely sold out on another floor.
Clank.
[Starting the settlement.]
The cart’s door opened, and the settlement process began.
[You have earned 205,014,100,000 Tower Coins by selling all items.]
It was an enormous amount, far beyond what they had earned before.
This was thanks to upgrading the storage compartments of the Golden Cart five times using thirty Thunder Spirit Stones.
While fighting Delia, Piyot and Uren had been gathering lightning-struck wood and Thunderstones when,
Boom!
“Kkuik!”
Boom!
“Kkuik!”
The unfortunate Uren kept getting struck by lightning, and they discovered that one of the thunder stones Uren was holding had turned into a Thunder Spirit Stone.
“Uren, don’t do anything except hold onto the lightning-struck wood and Thunderstones.”
Sejun hoped that just as Thunderstones could turn into Thunder Spirit Stones if struck by lightning repeatedly, the lightning-struck wood might also transform into something better.
“Can I eat while I wait?”
“Of course.”
So, Sejun packed a lot of food for Uren, putting it in a Space Expansion Pouch that had a lightning protection function.
Boom!
“Kkuik!”
Despite continuously getting struck by lightning, Uren managed to create thirty Thunder Spirit Stones and three Thunder Spirit Woods.
The Thunder Spirit Wood, transformed from the lightning-struck wood, was a material imbued with a powerful thunder energy, just like the Thunder Spirit Stones.
However, it wasn’t a material that could be used to upgrade the Golden Cart.
So Sejun had planned to sell it later, but then…
[The Automatic Cart Wandering Between the Black Tower and Golden Tower has completed ten successful journeys, unlocking a new upgrade option.]
[By using 3 (1+2) Thunder Spirit Woods, you can upgrade the Automatic Cart Wandering Between the Black Tower and Golden Tower twice, increasing the variety of dishes it can sell.]
[Would you like to upgrade?]
The message appeared on the cart’s door.
Dishes?
“Yes, I’ll do it.”
When Sejun placed one Thunder Spirit Wood into the cart’s storage compartment,
Crackle.
The Thunder Spirit Wood emitted sparks of electricity and then vanished.
And then,
[The Automatic Cart Wandering Between the Black Tower and Golden Tower has been upgraded twice, allowing it to sell three different dishes.]
[If you input a recipe into the Automatic Cart Wandering Between the Black Tower and Golden Tower, and all the ingredients for the recipe are present in the storage compartment, it will automatically prepare the dish.]
The Golden Cart could now automatically cook and sell dishes.
“Just input the recipe?”
Is it really that simple?
Sejun placed his hand on the door, intending to write the recipe for pancakes, a dish he often made.
[Loading recipes registered under Cooking Lv. 9.]
The recipes Sejun had registered over time appeared.
And then,
“I’ll input the recipes for pancakes, rolled omelet, and Cherry Tomato Juice.”
Sejun entered the recipe for the dishes that were popular among the young elves into the Golden Cart.
Once he had filled the Golden Cart with the ingredients needed to make the dishes,
“Um… Could we maybe have some food too…?”
One of the adult elves, who had been hesitantly peeking into the cooking area, mustered up the courage to speak up.
“Puhuhut. Elves, you are welcome here, meow!”
Rumble.
Theo personally pulled the Golden Cart and parked it outside the cooking area.
“Puhuhut. If you put money in here, food will come out, meow! If you don’t have money, come over here, meow! If you receive this stamp, you can eat three meals a day for free, meow!”
While teaching the elves how to use the Golden Cart, Theo subtly tried to turn them into his slaves.
***
10th Tower Administrator’s Area.
Srrrk.
“I’ve finally returned.”
Patrick, the God of Earth and the administrator of the 10th Tower, looked around as he spoke.
And then,
“Hamer, get over here immediately.”
How dare you tarnish the name of a god?!
Patrick, who had heard why Flamie distrusted gods before coming here, called for Hamer, the God of Farming and sub-administrator of the 10th Tower.
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